His words dug into her like poison. She felt as if she had over stepped her boundaries. Attempting to correct her bad humor, she apologized sincerely. "Forgive me Asher, I am weary from travel. I have come a long way from Ciola. If you are not aware, Ciola is our capital city. That is where I resided a mere fortnight ago. I flee to Enrimor in search of relief from this dreaded war. I have lost everything, my home, my brothers and my trade." 
 
She paused, turning to look into the fire as she did so. Moments passed before she blinked, bringing herself back to reality. "I merely wish to warm myself by this fire without trouble nor harassment, lest you desire to share the warmth of this fire as well, I would hope that you could provide me with good humors, for a night like this." Her manners towards Asher were unnecessary, any woman of noble birth would reconcile the situation. Besides, she enjoyed conversating with new people. It provided her with a sense of knowing which then made her feel full of the desire to adventure. The trait she possessed was a common one amongst the Valerivicus.

His sarcasm had caught her attention earlier when he implied their upbringings were different. She smiled at the recollection of his words and mumbled quietly, "My family seems to brought it upon themselves through their poor guidance with their finances. You do not carry the shame that the Valerivicus surname carries here in Sevitel."